Lyrics:
wheels here
You trying to cut our lights out like we don't live here
Look what was handed us, fathers abandoned us
When we get them hammers, go on call
but he limpin'
I come from the slums, survived on crumbs
I live like a man, and I'ma die like one
Chorus
like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'
Straight to the depths of Hell is where those cowards goin'
Well, are you still
like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'
Straight to the depths of Hell is where those cowards goin'
Well, are you still
Lets do this man for real
We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids, we regulate up shit moving through brush
The beats is grim,
A little ghetto boy (If I liiive)
Now if I live on top of the world (The world)
Shinin' like, diamonds and pearls (Diamonds and peaaarls, yeah)
Still
Yeah
Splash when I'm with my chick and everything a nigga smash
Hand up on her hips she love the grip She my love my grasp shorty pulled me right up
than 2 seats
Teach dem kids how to behave
And we them to believe
I'ma Dad!
Round da clock 24 / 7
I'm dat D A DD Y
My code name I live by
They be like
me smoking mids out in Beirut
Yeah I got the hits like babe Ruth
Had to bump old Kid Cudi to erase you
Water turn to dollars my drip trickling down
you wanna live the good life
New car, new house, what it look like?
You'll never see it
Tryin to be somethin that you're not
You runnin to the car cause
And are making some nice figures like a gym will do And like Sandra Bland, my band be changing lanes Without a signal at all, now you want us to hang? You
a bunch or roaches on the ash
Coz they had to die
I don't even try
Easy like a lullaby
Coming head on I ain't scared
I won't drive you by
left your girl
musics so Sebastian Bach
When the world ain't thinking like I'm thinking
Better dummy it up but the cash is stopped
I gotta smash it a Asher Roth
rest in peace
At the age of twenty-three
Pete sakes, got us locked in
Mind frame like it's boxed in
Palace jacket match the army fatigue
I chuck a P
outta jail
I used to play baseball wid him
'Til he got large son bought a whale
As you're by the entrance
Guess it's real nigga night out
He moving
nigga, duck
Come for you and your kids like nigga what
Niggas with elephantitis ain't
Got bigger nuts
Young Money nigga: big dicks, big trucks
I'mma smash
need Excursion, or my Navigator
My big body Denali, sqauatting like a Florida Gator
Tell them playa haters, E.S.G. I don't bar
50 cash and dash, like my
to percolate unbelievable purp like Saint's Row
Now I save my chips to live across from Montengero
Kids talk shit I leave their whole clique with Halo
2 copies
type,
nobody can break us/ Got a little Italian in me,
but I'm not paper chasin/ Gimme money like basketball
players, and richer than Casey Layons with
known for robbing trains and things
Laying everybody down for diamond rings and chains
It remains the same in the year you live in, see (why?)
'Cause
put it in to push play volume up loud hitting up the Kush right soul be getting live so what the kid look like I be fucking white. A rebel OG true real
before we can live life happily (Some)
Choose suicide, and some murder, and some passively
Just stroll on by, wasting life but that's reality (Life)
Ain't
Life, what the fuck is life for niggas like us?
Been waking up to another muthafuckin' day
I'm the type of soldier,
A nigga that seen
Life, what the f*** is life for n****s like us?
Been waking up to another muthaf***in' day
I'm the type of soldier,
A n**** that seen
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